Here's some old info about me for people who've been with the blog less than a year. This is the autobiography I wrote up a couple years ago as a way to put off substantive work. (Kind of like now in which there is a pile of article about statistical learning in infants in front of me that I am decidedly not touching so that I can write this blog entry.)
Autobio - it somehow seemed to turn into my reflection on failures of romance in high school, but whatever.
And here you can see pictures from about 1989 or something until 2006 or something and covers me from about the age of 15 until 33. When you read the autobio and then see the picture of the cute kid next to the truck, how did I not have a girlfriend in all of high school? Befuddles the mind. ;)
What made me think of all these pictures is that I was exploring Google Maps this morning.
I think with this link, you can see the rough area of my neighborhood growing up. If you can see the concrete highway that is white near the middle part of the satellite image and then there are three homes and a thin rectangular field just below it. When I was growing up those homes were not there and it was just a soybean field. I grew up next to the field in the trees. If anyone actually takes the time to drill in, there's a home with a pool. We had no pool and my father sold the house a few years ago.
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And here's the famous boarding school I attended from 8th to 12 grade in central New Jersey.
And here's the college up in Minnesota. It's good to get around, you know. I remember in high school trying to narrow down my colleges and I decided to rule out the good Maine schools because it would be too cold. And so I went to Minnesota!
But, despite my climate stupidity, I was under no illusions before deciding to attend. On the way to visit, we missed our appointment because our plane was 5 hours late due to snow in the MPLS area and the school had closed for a 6 week winter break starting immediately. A security guard student showed me around in the snow the next day. I did get to experience traying (sledding on cafateria trays) at -70 wind chill one winter night. Yes, -70.
For the record, this is what I remember wearing before going out: long underwear, underwear, cottong socks, wool socks on top of those, boots, jeans, t-shirt on top of long underwear shirt, button down shirt on that, sweat shirt on that, coat on that, neck warmer, cotton ski mask with the three holes, a wool hat, thin gloves, mitts on the gloves. And then you run up and down a hill over and over. It works; N and I were quite toasty in all that.